Random thought - I remember when I used to think this blog needed to have a niche. You know, to maximize views or something. It'd be awesome to have one, but the cycles I go through like I mentioned yesterday makes it fairly impossible. I guess I don't have a niche!
Today marked the last day of my winter semester of British Literature. Tomorrow I have the final exam, and then that'll be it. For the most part, I really enjoyed reading the various works. I liked that I knew what was going on in history at the times of the writings, and that I have a decent enough background in general literature to catch most of the allusions in poetry and such.
The class ended with an 8-10 page analysis on a piece of literature that I chose, or a compare/contrast on whatever two. Because I find it easier to analyze something when I can hold it against something else, I did the latter. And you know what really annoyed me? I couldn't bring in information about literature from other times. I've had this issue before, and it doesn't make sense to me. Literature is defined by other literature. Yes, by the current events, but by what came before them, and then their influence is measured by what came after.
But no matter.
Since I used Mary Astell's "Some Reflections Upon Marriage" as the first source, it was a fairly feminist essay. While I may not be as extremely feminist as some women (I'm pro-life and believe in marriage!), I don't think that a woman's worth is based on her marital status. Even Biblically, a single woman has more power than a married one because she isn't tied to the responsibilities of a husband/home/family.
So anyway... just a teeny rant.
I feel like I may be getting sick - not good. Hopefully a nice night's sleep will make me feel better... and keep me from ranting anymore. Next thing you know, I'll be raving mad.
But that's only if the zombies get me.
Yeah, sleep's a good idea now.